I'm preparing a poetry workshop for a year 5 class at local Primary school.

The workshop is called: What's the point of Poetry?

Legend of the Library 

In the stillness and hush of the carpeted room 

In the space between Magic and Rhyme, 

By the window that lends a warm light to the gloom 

Sits a child who’s forgotten the time… 

With her head in a book and her heart in a land 

That is made up of legends and spells, 

She is holding a world in the palm of her hand 

And absorbs every tale that it tells… 

Many wonders reside on the pages of books 

Resting quietly, tucked up in bed 

As they sit on the shelves and collect in the nooks 

Waiting each to be picked out and read.  

Because here in the silence of library life, 

In the rustle of books and their kind, 

You will find that the pen is a mightier knife 

And that power lies all in the mind. 

GD 2013

Because Poetry can change the way you think, and if it can change the way you think, it can change the world. 

If you are in any doubt, read Nelson Mandela's favourite poem, Invictus